Title: Councilmen and Devols
Keywords: M+/F, nc, tort, oral, anal, fisting, watersports
Author: Miss Marie
Word Count: 2,508
Part: 1/?

This story contains sexually explicit, violent and non-consensual
material that is intended for an adult audience of legal age to
view such material. Please do not read any further if rape,
torture, violence, sadism or masochism upset you.

Copyright 2012 All Rights Reserved

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Bright lights sparkled as the fireworks rained down to celebrate
the 200th anniversary of the Inquisition of 2025. Humans danced
in the street, ate from the tables full of government-sponsored
food and made merry as the devols watched on in silence.

"Kalia, more wine!" Gregory ordered, waving his glass drunkenly
in the air.

The devol carefully poured the wine from the decanter into the
crystal glass and stepped back, watching the party from her
corner of the room. Her master had invited several men of higher
station and their wives to his compound for the celebration.
After eating of the viands that had taken days to procure and
prepare, they were sitting on the wide balcony, watching the
hours-long fireworks celebration from the Center.

Gregory was inordinately pleased at the turnout, he had only been
part of the lower Council for three years, but his lavish
spending and congenial nature catapulted his reputation so that
even the "blue-blood" Councilmen would seek his opinion.

"Gregory, I know you have something else up your sleeve."
Councilman Vargas sidled over to him and gave him a friendly
nudge. "Come on, out with it. The fireworks are boring."

The man received a grin in return and Gregory looked over to
Kalia in the corner and gave a slight jerk of his head. The devol
nodded and disappeared through a doorway, her short hair bobbing
as she left.

"You're right, Vargas, I always have more entertainment for my
guests. Here they come."

A line of male and female devols came out onto the balcony,
dressed only in heavy metal shackles that bound their wrists,
ankles, and necks. They made their way to the front of the
audience and stood, silent and unsmiling. Each woman had flawless
skin, high breasts and tight flesh; their buttocks were firm and
the pubic mound had been stripped of all hair. Several were
crying, tears flowing down perfect cheeks as they shivered in the
night air. The men were of the same quality as the women, but
muscular and toned, each could have been an entryway statue into
a fine estate. Their cocks and balls were bound with a small
strip of leather that dangled between their legs, an inviting
handle to any who dared to grab it.

Gregory pushed his way to the front and gave a bow to the Council
members. "Thank you. I did think of a show or perhaps some light
entertainment, but I decided that as this was the 200th
anniversary of the Inquisition, I should show you something
topical." He reached out and stroked the breast of a dark ebony
devol, pinching the nipple hard enough for her to gasp in pain.
"Two hundred years ago our ancestors discovered that our race was
evolving. We were getting taller. We were getting stronger. We
were living longer. Powers that had only been in fiction over the
centuries were now reality; and we reveled in it."

Gregory looked at the fine crystal glass in his hand and spoke
softly, "but not all of us were blessed by the Gods. Some decided
that because others had more, they would try to kill those who
had been given those gifts." He smashed the glass onto the
ground, hearing murmurs as he continued. "But we prevailed. The
devols tried to create a nuclear holocaust, but succeeding only
in killing off 90% of life on this planet. We rebuilt the world.
We punished those responsible and since that time we have lived
in peace, repairing the damaged earth and growing our society."

He pulled forward a male devol by his collar, the male a foot
shorter than Gregory's 6'10" height and shivering in fear. "These
animals would have destroyed the human race, but we showed them
mercy. They live now to serve as dogs and cattle lived before
them, a reminder that they are the devolved versions of us and
will never compare." He pushed the devol down onto the
shard-filled ground, eliciting screams from the male who began
bleeding from his hands and knees. "So, on this bicentennial I
give you one devol for each decade of peace. You may do with them
what you wish."

There was silence on the balcony as confusion turned to lust.
Vargas spoke up first, "Anything? Gregory, these devols are
prime, are you sure?"

Gregory waved his hand and smiled. "Expense is no option to my
friends."

With those words, the men surrounded the line of devols and began
to divvy up the males and females, occasionally getting into
arguments or offering currency to have first dibs.

Kalia watched in horror as the debauchery began, some of the
males being taken by the wives of the Councilmen and others being
forced to copulate with the female devols. The females were
roughly pushed onto tables and benches by one or several of the
Councilmen, ready to slake their anger and lust on the small
forms beneath them.

One show was drawing more attention than others, a beautiful
copper-skinned devol female was being held on the ground by two
devol males as Councilman Salis used a small pocket knife to
carve his name upon her skin.

"Hold the bitch still," he growled to the devol males as she
struggled. They spread her arms and legs out further until her
muscles and skin were taut and she could not move in any
direction. Satisfied, the Councilman went back to her stomach,
carefully flaying the flesh until he was pleased with his design.
The female was sobbing, the fear of disfigurement as great as her
fear of further pain.

"So small, the devol females are so small," the Councilman
murmured and spread his hand over her waist. "Look." The span of
his outstretched hand almost encompassed her from side to side.

"I don't care if she's small, Salis, I need in some part of her
now," Vargas snarled and the Salis grinned.

"How about her face, just put your ass away from me."

The other man nodded and knelt over the devol's supine form, his
balls touching her forehead as he bent his dick down into her
mouth. "Suck."

After a moment, the devol began to work the cock in her mouth,
her pink tongue appearing as she lashed the head and stalk that
within reach. "She's been trained for this," the man muttered
above her, leaning forward so that he could press in deeper. The
devol's eyes closed, concentrating on the task, and then flared
open and her mouth gave a muffled scream as Salis pushed two
fingers into her cunt, stretching her small pussy.

The man at her mouth shoved his cock in deeper, filling her
throat until it bulged obscenely out from her neck, the head of
the penis blocking air and sound, her jaw almost dislocated from
the width. His hands moved to her soft breasts and grabbed her
nipples, pulling them up until her chest was off the ground. He
gave a low groan as she attempted to scream and move and bite in
order to get air. "Throw another few fingers in there, Salis."

Salis pushed in another finger, feeling the flesh start to give
way and by the fourth it had torn, a small trickle of blood
running down his hand. He grinned as he pumped his fingers in and
out, her abused muscles still trying to close to prevent further
pain.

Vargas pulled out of her throat and as soon as she caught her
breath she began to beg. "Please Masters, please have mercy.
Please, no more. Oh Gods, it hurts."
Her wailing brought the opposite reaction she hoped as both men
resumed what they were doing with increased vigor. Vargas twisted
her nipples hard, and she writhed against the restraining hands
of the males devols, her eyes pleading for aid.

Salis shoved his thumb in next to the fingers and stared as the
skin of her abdomen pushed out as he moved his hand in her canal.
The screams from the devol were silenced by the cock ramming down
her throat, Vargas working towards his release, pounding deeply,
ignoring the damage he was undoubtedly causing. He shuddered each
time he thrust in, the head of his cock catching as it tried to
plunge in towards her stomach. His balls churned and with a sigh,
he exploded, feeling his balls contract and release with each
jet.

A small trickle of blood ran down the sides of her mouth after he
jerked out his shrinking cock, relaxed from the pleasure that he
just experienced.
Salis wasn't finished with her and continued to move his hand
back and forth until he was punching the mouth of her womb, each
thrust forcing hoarse cries from the devol's damaged larynx. He
bent down and licked the blood off her stomach and then bit the
underside of her soft breast hard enough to break skin.

"Release her," he ordered the male devols, "and support her
back." One of them stood behind the woman, forcing her into a
sitting position as Salis knelt between her legs, unsealing his
pants and exposing his throbbing cock, his hand still deep inside
her cunt.

"Use your hands," he ordered. "Until I come, this will be done to
you." He made a fist and pounded it deep inside her guts, driving
her body back into the male devol that supported her back. The
female's body went into spasms and Salis grinned as her head went
back in a silent howl of agony. Whimpering, she held his cock and
began to try to masturbate him. However, Salis was still moving
his fist and the tearing pain from her cunt caused her to shake
uncontrollably and she kept dropping his cock, or squeezing it
too hard to create pleasure.

"You better figure out a way to make me come, devol, or you'll
end up dead with my fist inside of you."

With unimaginable strength, the devol corkscrewed her body around
on his hand, ending up lying on her side so that her anus was
accessible to his cock. Reaching back she pulled his cock down
until it was aimed at her ass and then with a wild cry of pain,
pushed hard so that she impaled herself back onto his fist and
his cock was forced into her tight hole.

Salis watched with disbelief as she contorted herself on his
dick, her dry anus grasping at his flesh painfully as she forced
herself down - a continuous groan emanating from the devol's
throat as she worked her torn holes on his cock and hand. The
Councilman felt his groin start to boil and ripped his hand out
of her cunt and his penis from her anus. At the sudden emptiness,
the female went limp, her limbs twitching as her mind caught up
to the lack of pain.

The respite was short lived as Salis kicked her over to her
stomach. He grinned and pulled up her hips, pushing his dick into
her ruined pussy, lubricating it with her juices and blood before
thrusting it brutally back into her ass, eliciting another hoarse
scream from the abused devol.

"Salis, I've had too much wine, do you mind?" One of the watching
Councilmen asked.

"Go ahead, just her head and back though," Salis gasped, digging
hard into her hips with his fingers, bruising the flesh and
cutting skin with his nails. "Piss on me and you'll never get my
vote again."

"Wait," Vargas said, recovered and standing after his orgasm. He
brought out a thin flail with small steel balls sewn into the
ends. After he took a long drink from his previously abandoned
glass, he struck, the metal tearing the soft flesh of her back
and sides. After only two strokes, the devol was desperately
clawing at the ground, her shackles scraping against the stone as
she attempted to move her torso to the right and left in a futile
attempt to avoid the pain.

Vargas flail nodded to the heavy drinker. "Now it'll be more
fun."

"Finally," the other Councilman grumbled and unsealed his pants,
pulling out his semi-erect cock and aimed it at her bleeding
back. With a sigh he let his bladder release, the thick hot
stream washing down the devol's open wounds. She lifted her head
and gave a scream from what was left of her throat a the new
burning pain and her eyes fell on the two men who were destroying
the flesh on her back, but saw nothing but cold ruthlessness and
icy disregard.

"Please," she rasped. "Please stop."

The man who was emptying his bladder on her gave a bark of a
laugh and aimed his stream onto her face and mouth. "Better,
little devol?" All the men laughed as she spat out the foul
liquid and turned her head away with a sob.

Salis felt the muscles of her anus contract at each lash of the
flail and gave a low sigh of pleasure. Using devols was common as
their small stature and tight holes made them such wonderful
tools to use for release, but damaging one was expensive and
rarely done. Thinking about the possibility of making this devol
unsuitable for any other use, he felt balls contract and the edge
of his orgasm approach as the pleasure raced up into his stomach
and chest. Pulling the devol back hard onto his cock, he
shuddered as he heard the shackles of her wrists scrape the
stones as she struggled against his grip. A spike of pleasure
blew into his head and Salis bellowed as his nuts erupted into
the devol's torn asshole. He held her tightly against him until
the final dribbles had emptied out of his cock.

After he pulled out, the devol curled up onto her side, sobbing
as she cradled the torn flesh between her legs.

Gregory came up and looked down at the quivering heap of flesh
and almost toed it, but decided not to get blood and fluid on his
shoe. Instead he turned to the men who were sitting on a nearby
couch and smiled.

"I hope she pleased you?" He motioned over a server to give the
men refreshments.

"Indeed, your hospitality is amazing, Gregory. I can't remember
the last time when a host gave unrestricted use of their devols."
Salis toasted the host and the men who were watching cheered.

Gregory glanced over to Kalia who was watching the scene with
horror and frowned. "Get this cleaned up," he ordered.

The devol nodded and gave a motion to a few older servants who
ran forward, bundling up the damaged female and meticulously
cleaned the floor.

After it was done, Gregory got dangerously close to his personal
devol and murmured, "You know better than to watch. Are you
offering yourself in her place?"

Kalia shook her head. "I'm sorry, Master."

The Councilman gave a sinister grin. "You will be, devol. After
we're finished here." He moved off and laughed as he watched a
group of woman amuse themselves with five of the male devols.

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-Party to be continued
-Kalia's story to be continued (maybe parallel)
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